When Serenity Derails

Slowly, I draw a deep breath before closing my eyes,
then picture I am floating on a white wispy cloud.
In my nebulous vision, I am not veiled in disguise,
for I've no need when riding high above the crowd.

Is there a touchstone on which my alignment is founded?
And is my mind too inundated with life's trivial details? 
Sometimes I'm uncertain if my thoughts are grounded.
When traveling forward or backward, often serenity derails.

I debate myself over goals with serious contention,
and it's an ongoing battle, trying to decide... yes or no
to questions I don't want to answer. I need an intervention
about my dueling opinions. Neither of them will let it go.

Is it possible I can just continue gliding along above it all?
I'm not interested in chasing rainbows to find a pot of gold,
or losing what's important, if from this cloud I should fall.
If so, I'd enjoy blissful contentment every day, tenfold.
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Baker Avatar
July 20, 2023 at 3:01 PM
A FAV for my list, Lin. I could easily identify with the path you write about. Especially "about my dueling opinions. Neither of them will let it go". That is a delima I experience often. Thanks for sharing your toughts with us through your meaningful poetry, my friend. Have a great weekend! Bill
Lane Avatar
July 21, 2023 at 8:08 AM
Thank you for your keen thoughts on my Monoku, Bill. Also, for finding it worthy of faving.
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July 20, 2023 at 11:41 AM
Your poem is a good one Lin, living on the edge near serenity but not quite there, I often wonder is it possible to attain such a permanent state in this insane world, excellent one for the contest, cheers David
Lane Avatar
July 21, 2023 at 8:07 AM
It makes me wonder why we have the audacity to think anything resembling serenity is possible in a permanent sense in this insane world. I am always grateful for your insightful comments, David, so Cheers to you.
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